Post Archive
Region: Aelstun
[Covert]
The recent influx of narcotics into the GMR seems to have been on the lower side with hardcore narcotics and higher with safer narcotics especially weed, the weed seems to be sold to hospitals, medical centers and medical stores for medicinal purposes and to old dragon faith groups and areas for their religious purposes. GMR has largely turned a blind eye to the drug influx due to it being more helpful with the recent medical marijuana shortages. Though GMR has also been getting word from unknown sources of people who have bought heroin, cocaine, meth and more hardcore drugs and has started paying the informers for the information.
A new company by the name Valesord Medicine has started selling Weed to government owned hospitals, pharmacies and old dragon faith groups. The company is reluctant to open a facility or a headquarters in the nation.
A warrant has been issued for the arrest of Drakonarian Ambassador to Savonir and former co-chair of the Draconian Socialist Party Central Committee on the charges of seditious conspiracy and treason against the government and people of Drakonaris.
The ambassador was recalled a week ago following rumors that they were seeking backers abroad for an opposition faction to challenge the DSP but yesterday a message was sent to the Premier publicly refusing the recall and denouncing the party.
The Commissariat for Foreign Affairs has transmitted a letter from Premier Poole and the DSP Central Committee formally requesting the return of the rogue ambassador from Savonir as well as urging all Drakonarian allies and protectorates (Jesrurix Greater Military Rule Elybia Emhain Ablach) to be vigilant against anyone from Drakonaris or abroad appearing to spread slanderous lies against or stir up sentiment in opposition of our legitimate government and glorious Draconian Socialist Party.
the news has come up as the two of the suspects that were connected to the military jet crash are investigated, the Drakonaris immigrant is found to have come from an abusive household and had only critizised how the government didnt to anything at all even when it was happening publicly and knowingly but is shown to have been a loyal member of DSP before immigrating to the GMR.
The woman with dual citizenship is investigated and is found to have a secret right wing internet blog where she goes by the name Black Dragon and posts pictures, videos and blogs calling for the death and overthrowing of GMR and Drakonaris governments and for them to be replaced by ultranationalists. GMR Secret Service gives the info to Drakonaris and notifies the general public of her being wanted and readies multiple swat teams and special forces of possible places she could be hiding in GMR due to her possible recent activities. GMR has also started investigating current and incoming Drakonaris immigrants to spot, stop, arrest and return rebels and possible terrorists to Drakonaris.
In various Drakonarian intelligence reports from their moles within their criminal elements, one name continues to crop up whenever they had major shipments of opiates, 'Mr Poppy'. Raids on black market pharmacies and stash houses revealed tens of thousands of unlabeled white bottles, each with 200 pills in them, all tested to be medical-grade quality painkillers. Sea shipments that were raided found extremely pure uncut heroin and opium in cargo containers, though they seize hundreds of pounds each week, the supply of these drugs continue to skyrocket.
After the disturbing rumors of atrocities committed by Anercian forces and the Elybian Monarchy surfaced from a recent diplomatic meeting the protectorate force under the command of General Gabriel Poole the brother of the Premier moved into the capital. They have declared that a caretaker government will be put in place until a formal war crimes tribunal can be held and urged all citizens to go about their business as order will be maintained.
An ultimatum has been sent to the King and Queen of Elybia asking them to temporarily abdicate until this matter can be resolved and promising no harm will come to either them or the Elybian people if they comply.
"We are not willing to abdicate from the throne, temporarily or permanently. We are however willing to limit our powers over elybia and let you run elybia until we are found innocent
-Queen Goldia"
The general reads the note carefully before handing it back to his aide.
He quickly pens a reply to be sent in to the palace
"This is acceptable to us you will remain on the throne in a ceremonial capacity but all powers of governance will be transferred to the Drakonarian Protectorate Army General Staff until you are found innocent
- General Gabriel Poole"
The REA and SEF gave their support to the Drakonarian-backed transitional government by mustering an army to occupy the capital. 100,000 Strong, heavily armed soldiers of the Red Elybian Army poured into city with the use of trucks, previously provided by the anercian government during the war. General Tannerly personally met with the new head of the government.
"I ask that we will be allowed to still have limited power over the economy and the military to ensure that no parties can use them to disrupt the investigation
"Queen Goldia"
The Drakonarian Protectorate Army has now entrenched in the capital ordering all Elybian Royal Army units to stand down until further notice. The general and his staff now take up residence in the palace sending out communiques to all localities in Elybia and Elysium to let them know of the change in government. A date for the tribunal has not yet been determined but a statement by the General suggests that all parties prepare their evidence for the trial and urges all citizens or soldiers who have any reports concerning the actions of the Elybian Monarchy during the civil war to come forward.
Pending further confessions made by the queen regarding her actions during and before the civil war orders have been given for the King and Queen to be taken into custody and held by Drakonarian military police until the tribunal is convened.
Following the conclusion of an agreement between the Monarchy, the Drakonarian Military Government and SEF leadership the king and queen have been released and restored to power with the following conditions: The total demilitarization of Elybia and the absorption of the Elybian Royal Army into the Drakonarian Protectorate Army, the creation of a council comprised of 2 representatives from each of the 3 factions with power to veto the actions of the monarchy and propose actions of their own, the transfer of 4,000 tones of gold to Anercia.
As per the agreement with jesrurix, elybia sends jesrurix 4000 tonnes of gold and agree to send governmental funding to the rea and the sef
Jesrurix
An agreement has just been concluded between the Democratic Republic of Drakonaris and Briven.
The terms of the treaty are as follows
I. The United Kingdom of Briven hereby pledges to lower tariffs on Drakonarian pharmaceuticals and information technology and allow for easy imports and sale of these goods to both government and corporate buyers
II. The Democratic Republic of Drakonaris hereby pledges to lower tariffs on Brivenish manufactured appliances and foodstuffs allowing Brivenish companies limited access to operate independently within Drakonaris so long as they abide by labor environmental and all other normal regulations which Drakonarian state owned industry must abide by.
III. Both states hereby pledge that all military forces of their nations and those under their protection shall not interrupt commerce or civilian traffic so long as such trade is not actively assisting enemies which are acting in opposition to the states interests.
IV. The United Kingdom of Briven pledges to lower any existing barriers to Brivenish citizens traveling to Drakonaris as tourists and shall allow the operation of Drakonarian airlines within Brivenish airports.
V. This treaty shall remain in force for a period of 10 years and may be renewed for an additional 10 years should both parties agree.
The Democratic Republic of Drakonaris and Greater Military Rule are pleased to announce the beginning of a joint research venture investigating safer and eco friendly ways to mine and exploit rare metals and ways to artificially make rare metals to reduce the cost of the mining and eco damage caused from the mining. The expenses for this research shall be shared between the two nations and rights to the discoveries that this venture creates shall be exclusively shared between these two nations for a period of 10 years. Both parties have agreed to use this knowledge to the advancement of our common prosperity. Long live the peace and prosperity between our two nations!
An ambassador from Drakonaris accompanied by an honor guard of soldiers from among the protectorate army head into Elysium sent by the commissariat for foreign affairs to open diplomatic relations between Elysium and Drakonaris. They bear no weapons except for the ceremonial spears and swords of an honor guard.
"Good day, larkia. I can not say that I am happy to see you. So, for what purpose have you crawled out of your hole to meet me?"
The ambassador gave an uneasy smile and tried to calm the honor guard around him who have their hands tightly griped around their jewel encrusted spears and faces grimacing beneath their dragon helmets.
"Greetings good sir I have come on behalf of the Democratic Republic of Drakonaris. We seek peaceful relations with your people and wish only to protect them from threats or folly. I know recent events have put a strain on relations between our two peoples but it is our sincerest hope that with time and understanding from both sides we can move past our disagreements and have cooperation or at least coexistence. Now onto business."
The ambassador does his best to ignore the tension in the room between the Elysium official and his honor guard as he presents a letter to the official
"Enclosed are the requests of my government: Formal diplomatic recognition of Drakonaris and the legitimacy of its protector ship over Elybia and a guarantee of safe passage too and from Elybia for this and any future diplomatic delegations from Drakonaris. I have also been authorized to state that should you be willing to accept ambassadorial credentials are enclosed so that I might become the permanent emissary between our two peoples but we understand if that is not possible for now. The government and people of Drakonaris await your response" he says now stepping back to stand with his honor guard who seem to have relaxed seeing there is no eminent threat to the ambassadors safety.
The ambassador smiles now and turns back towards the portal
"We are most pleased by your approval then" he says keeping his tone calm and pleasant "I will deliver word of this to my government and return with my aides to begin set up for a consulate in Elysium from which we can conduct diplomatic business. This is the beginning of a new era for both of us my friend, I hope your government will recognize this. Farewell!"
The honor guard marches back through the portal with the ambassador. Some of the soldiers look a bit nervous as they approach hoping the portal will carry them home again and that Elysium will keep to its word.
Queen Goldia told her delegates that jesrurix must be put on trial for committing war crimes on Elybian soil without any reasonable justification. The delegates all voted yes, and suggested that the king of the dark fairy tribe will be the judge of the trial
The Drakonarian delegates vote with the Elybian delegates to uphold the King and Queens decree for a trial.
As one of her first acts as part of the new cabinet, Brivenish Trade Minister Elwig Liton signed the new trade agreement this morning, with the blessing of Prime Minister Thompson and the King.
Due to the unique circumstances of the Alarkian rebellion and the danger it presents to Elybia, Drakonarian military authorities have agreed to grant a formal commission to a paramilitary group known as the "Elybian New Armed Forces." Forthwith they shall be a detachment of the Drakonarian Protectorate Army charged with hunting down and destroying all enclaves of Alarkian rebels. They will operate strictly within this mandate unless a state of war breaks out and shall be free from interference by Protectorate Army Command so long as they stay within that mandate and do nothing else.
In addition In response to the bombings and declaration of martial law in Elybia Drakonarian Protectorate forces are now hunting by land sky and sea for the criminals. Dragons can be seen flying overhead alert for any sign of rebel activity and soldiers are on the streets of all major cities. The General of the Protectorate Army has called a meeting of the Monarchs, the Protectorate Army Leadership, and REA leadership to decide how best to proceed with stopping this threat from spreading any farther.
Jesrurix
Drakonarian troops are sent to support with 2 units of soldiers and a unit of rangers skilled in fighting in difficult terrain asymmetrical warfare. They allow the Elybian Self Defense Force to take the lead moving in to support when necessary.
"We arrived at a small village. The village is in ruins and as far as we can tell, all the residents are dead. We advise all Drakonarian troops to be extra cautious. Whoever is responsible for this is willing to kill civilians, which means that they won't hesitate to kill surrendering combatants, over"
Greetings
The Drakonarian commander puts the radio in his belt after the message ends. He raises his hand to tell the troops to halt as they approach the village.
In a harsh whisper loud enough for all of his men to hear he says
"Soldiers of Drakonaris, we are in territory held by an enemy. An unknown enemy but one that knows no mercy. Our Elybian allies tell us that the village ahead lies in ruins all civilians appear dead. Now we don't know who has done this but one thing is clear they are not the army of any civilized nation. They respect no laws of war. Our mission here is simple, protect the lives of the Elybian citizens we are sworn to defend, and capture or kill as many of the damn rebels as we can get our hands on. I am willing to give my life for this goal as we are all sworn by solemn oath to do should it be necessary but we are Drakonaris and as long as we walk under the dragons wings, we will show no fear!"
The soldiers stood up straighter as he finished his speech then in unison they held their rifles aloft bayonets' pointed towards the sky in the traditional salute and repeated "We are Drakonaris!"
Then the commander motions to the rangers to go on ahead and scout to see whats past the village as the troops march onward.
OOC: I am not familiar with your nation did you just arrive in Aelstun?
After discussing with their majesties the king and queen of Elybia the commissariat on foreign affairs sends a letter to their protectorates and allies in the League of Emhain requesting a unit of Elven troops to garrison the elven nation within Elybia citing the fact that the people would be most comfortable under the protection of fellow elves like themselves. Drakonarian troop transports are mobilized to take Emhainian troops to Elybia should the request be accepted and word is sent to Briven that more troops may be heading through waters near them but that they will abide by the treaty and as long as they are not harmed or impeded they will not take any action against any Brivenish ships.
The Brivenish Defence Minister, Lord Glyddwin, acknowledges the message. He goes further, offering to protect nearby shipping with the Royal Navy and Royal Air Force should ever the need arise and saying that Briven is willing to send medical and humanitarian aid once again to Elybia
"Fýĺþ! Who are you and what are you doing in our kingdom?!"
The soldiers point their rifles at the women but the commander orders them to stand down.
"We are the 45th batallion of the Drakonarian Protecorate Army in Elybia." The commander says.
"We are here at the request of their majesties the king and queen of Elybia to assist in putting down the rebellion that destroyed the village near here. Right now we need to know who exactly these rebels are and where they are so if you are inclined to help please tell us and if not please refrain from shooting arrows at us or we will be forced to shoot back"
"It happened suddenly. Me and five others went to the village to visit our friends. After a few hours, some men clad in complete black marched into the village and... a-and started killing a-and forcing themselves on everyone... o-only I survived..."
While explaining what happened, the elf starts sobbing, clearly traumatised by what happened to her, her friends and the rest of the people in the village
The commanders face softens as he hears of what happened
"I am sorry for your loss mam" he says trying hard to maintain his composure in front of his troops.
"Camoryn!" he calls turning back to his troops for a second and a elven man comes forward wearing the Drakonarian uniform but with the universal symbol of a medic stitched onto his helmet. He is carrying a first aid kit.
"Camoryn, see to any wounds this women has and make sure she gets back to her village." The commander points to two other soldiers and gestures for them to join them "You two keep them safe and get them past the fighting."
The commander signals his troops to prepare to move off but before they do he turns to the women "I understand this may be difficult for you miss but if there is anything you can tell us about the men who came through the village it could save lives, which way they went, if there were any markings on their clothing." The commander looks at her in sympathy, hoping she can tell them something but not wanting to push her considering all that has happened.
The Commissar receives the message and expresses his appreciation to the Defense Minister. For now, he says due to the so far purely internal nature of the threat and no sign of water or air attacks we don't believe it will interfere with commerce in a way that will require protection but he promises to notify them again if the situation changes. The commissar says that the decision to accept foreign aid or not falls to the Monarchs of Elybia but that if they wish it Drakonarian forces will take care of it once it crosses the border and ensure that it gets to where its needed within Elybia. He then forwards the message to the Elybian Royal Palace for review by the King and Queen.
"I... didn't see where they went... but they had a alarkian and order of the hell Knights insignia on their chest..."
"Thank you" the commander says smiling gratefully at the women "now go, my men will get you back to your village or otherwise out of the fighting if..." he stops not really wanting to say what they both know would be next. He motions to Camoryn and the two soldiers who escort the women away in the opposite direction while the army marches into the village. The commander radios ahead to the rangers providing them with the descriptions of the people the women had seen and checking in to see if they had found anything yet.
Nathro
"Elybian wrath actual to anvil's talon actual. We have arrived at the capital. Just before we arrived, the elves managed to repel a attempted occupation of the capital. Dead litters the streets, multiple buildings are on fire and there are several injured civilians and elven guards. We will try and help the people to the best of our ability until your arrival, over"
Nathro
The commander radios the Elybian commander
"Anvil's Talon Actual to Elybian Wrath Actual we are currently 10 miles away and moving towards you. We expect to be there by nightfall assuming we don't encounter heavy resistance. Have you had any contact with Spears Maw (our other infantry battalion) they were coming from the West and the last we heard they had taken positions around the capital building itself but since then we heard nothing."
The commanders voice betrays worry as he shuts off the radio and keeps his troops moving.
Nathro
Nathro
The Commander swore to himself as he put down the radio. "How do 750 fully trained Drakonarian infantrymen go missing! Eaten by animals my ass 750 men don't get eaten by animals with no trace otherwise those are some pretty large f-king animals"
The general stops as he realizes the soldiers behind him have begun to stare. He shakes his head and gives them the signal to continue on. He tries the rangers again after getting no response but static the first time on his radio
"Anvil's Talon to Forest Fang." He waits for a second for a response "I repeat Anvil's Talon to Forest Fang do you copy?"
Nathro
Forest Fang went completely silent, now the commander had now lost communications to two of his companies. The scouting unit stumbled upon the remains of Spear Maw, all throughout the forest hundreds of Drakonarians are strewn about, their entrails hang themselves like rope. Deeper within the forest, they heard screams and gunfire, the gunfire soon started to deaden, while their screams intensified. The trees have circular symbols carved into them, emanating a bluish aura that fry any electronics that get too close. And inspecting the fight closer, extremely sharp tree branches and strong roots impaled and strangled soldiers, while predatory vines from above hung the bodies they saw earlier. Those that didn't die from the fauna had wounds from high-caliber ammunition and deep claw marks and bites from their corpses.
The unit's commander began to hear strange voices in his head, reddish eyes from the black shade of the dense woods stalk him, and the trees are rustling ever faster all around them. Then the screams stopped, and...where were they? As a veteran ranger, he would notice that they were not in the same place that they were before, no, his surroundings feel very off. Somehow, they were now deeper into the woods.
Anvil's Talon advances without resistance nervous about the fact that they have still heard nothing from either of the other two units. They keep a sharp eye out watching for anything out of the ordinary and that could be a sign to where the missing units are. They come upon the site of the massacre and the commander orders a halt. The troops stand nauseated at the sight of the brutality that the rebels had unleashed upon their soldiers. The commander stood silent for a moment then stepped forward onto the bloody soil.
Then he spoke two words in a voice not much more than a whisper but it seemed to echo in the silence "Find them."
The commander of Forest Fang tries to radio Anvils Talon then Drakonarian Field Command. As he waits for it to work he takes stock of the situation trying his GPS to see if it could tell him where they were. While he waits to see whether any of the technology would respond he calls the rangers together.
His voice still hollow with grief at the sight of his fellow soldiers dead around him he said "Rangers, I know the situation is bad. Our comrades in spears maw are dead and for all we know Anvil's Talon could be the same. For the moment we must assume we are the only ones. We still have our mission however, our oath, and as long as we wear this uniform we are still bound to fulfill that oath. Our comrades must be avenged and its up to us to ensure that neither their deaths nor those of the countless civilians who are dead as a result of this conflict are in vain. These rebels will feel the dragons fang and even in this forest far from our homes the fang is still sharp."
Nathro
"H-help! Please save me from the monster!"
Nathro
Honestly, this is great. I love reading your guy's roleplay.
His attempts at radioing Anvils talon was in vain, as their radio equipment began to emit a deafening high-pitched noise and subsequently short-circuiting in the process. Soon after, he begins to hear low snarling growls in the distance, the men could make out a silhouette of a tall lanky figure hiding behind a tree but disappeared into the slowly engulfing mist coming from all directions. As they venture, the commander makes note of the differences of the flora, they seem primordial, unevolved forms of regular plants. Some parts they find themselves in the dark, as the leaves above grow so dense they block the sun, leaving them in night time conditions.
The commander, having led his unit through the strange forest that time forgot, noticed all the way in his peripheral vision a ghastly figure of a three-headed being. Now it stood there, across from him stood it, whatever it was. A hulking skinny abomination of patchwork deer parts, with two giant curved antlers atop each of its deer-skulls for its head. It raised its claw to him, and involuntarily his body starts to shake as his heart races painfully, and a red searing mark appeared on his hand.
In the distant, gunfire and screaming can be heard echoing around the forest. The hell Knights has launched an attack on the elven nation capital. Tho heavily armored with reinforced Knight armor and holy and regular bullets, the E.S.D.F is not able to defeat the attacker alone. Elybian wrath actual contacts anvil's talon actual via his two way radio
"ELYBIAN WRATH ACTUAL TO ANVIL'S TALON ACTUAL! WE NEED REINFORCEMENTS! WE ARE NOT ABLE TO TAKE THEM OUT ALONE!"
Get down! The commander yells to the girl trying to force his body to stop shaking so he can fight. The soldiers around him however so far are unaffected and immediately take cover behind trees turning on the lights on their rifles so they can see the monster better and shooting. With all the mist they don't have the best accuracy but by this time the commander has managed to pull himself and the little girl to the ground not out of range of the monster itself but below the hail of bullets that Forest Fang has just unleashed.
The sound of gun fire and the radio blaring shakes the commander of Anvil's Talon from his grief-stricken haze. His troops have noticed it too and are now moving back to him awaiting further orders.
He picks up the radio again
"Anvil's Talon Actual to Elybian Wrath Actual we are heading your way"
The he turned to his troops and motioned for them to follow as he jogs through the forest towards the fighting. As they reach the enemy lines he calls a halt. The trees seem to part just for a second as they approach the massive walls and he can see the fighting. In the cover of the bushes the Drakonarian troops form up again, then the commander gives the order "Charge."
Out of the bushes they charge supported by a hail of machine gun fire from their compatriots who have taken up positions in the trees. Their red and black armor stands out against the underbrush and their bayonets' glint the light that peaks through the canopy as they charge covering the grounding to the hell knights before they can properly react to the attack of another force from behind.
With the hell Knights now scrambling from the new dynamite arrows they are unprepared when the Drakonarian line hits them. Lead blood and metal mix in a swarm of fury as the hell Knights are gunned down or stabbed to death from the back while being blown up from the front. The Drakonarian commander is at the head of his force throughout all of this and as they finally punch through the hell knights lines he gives a weary salute to the Elybian Wrath forces on the walls.
"They are surrendering! Cease fire! Cease fire"
The Drakonarian Commander orders his troops to halt the attack and they take the knights into custody collecting their weapons and escorting them inside the fort so that the E.S.D.F can take care of them. The commander orders some of his medics to treat his own troops while the others ensure that the wounded hell knights injuries are taken care of so they won't die in Drakonarian/Elybian custody. Then he looks around for the Elybian commander anxious to discuss strategy and figure out what to do next to get out of this mess.
The elybian wrath commander flies down from the city walls and lands in front of Anvil's Talon commander. He then stands at attention and gives a salute
"We would be that if you didn't arrive when you did"
"Just doing my job commander we are glad to be of assistance" the Anvil's Talon commander says. "So what's the situation here? I don't know how your regional government system works but are they still stable? Have you been able to get any recon on rebel hideouts or the positions of our other units, we still have not had contact with them?" The commander looks somewhat anxious as he looks at his Elybian counterpart. They are glad to have won the battle but the uncertainty of the situation in the rest of the Elven nation is cause for concern.
Amber-like roots sprout from the ground, surrounding the creature as the bullets shatter themselves on it's shield. It then turned its hard tipped roots to the soldiers, the ground itself tore asunder as his men start to be picked off one by one, impaled from the bottom up. Vines from above start to slowly creep below but when they found their target, they forcefully hang up them high in the air, strangling them as the vines suck nutritious blood from their victims.
The creature laughed at the commander, mocking him in high pitched cacophonous noise, but just like it appeared, it soon disappeared from trace. Only leaving behind a bundle of sticks in its presence.
"Good to know" the Anvil's Talon commander says "Were would it be most useful for our forces to be? Our force is only 745 strong right now without our the help of the other units that were with us but we can still help quite a bit. If things are under control we would go back to looking for the other units but we can help with the distraction or the final assault as well."
"Right, we're on it"
The commander picks up his radio and tunes it to Drakonarian military frequency "Anvil's Talon actual to Rook Star actual do you copy"
Back in Drakonarian Military Command in the capital the general radio notifies him he has someone trying to contact him "Rook Star actual to Anvil's Talon actual we hear you whats your status?"
"The good news is we are at the Elven nation capital and have rendezvoused with the E.S.D.F. The bad news is that we lost contact with Forest Fang and found Spears Maw decimated in a massacre. We have new things to worry about though E.S.D.F told us that there is a massive rebel enclave at Ukrayma that they need our help to squash. The terrain works in our favor this time since its reletively near the sea and not too bad in terms of tree cover also the land is flat. I think we can bring down the dragons fury this time."
"Agreed Commander, we will send a transport to pick you up and bring you to meet up with the rest of our troops. After everything you have seen I am sure you are anxious to be able to avenge yourself against these rebels but remember keep your unit together and no unnecessary brutality we don't want to repeat the mistakes of our allies"
The radio goes silent and Anvil's Talon commander calls his troops together again. "The 4 wounded will stay here along with the 1 dead until we have time to transport them to a better place for medical care or burial but the rest of us must be off" Anvil's Talon commander says to Elybian Wrath commander as his troops march out of the fort.
6 AM 1 day later
"The troops have arrived commander and placed themselves under your command. The joint strike force is ready on your order" the commanders aide says.
"Thank you soldier. We will wait until we receive word from the SCP and coordinate our attack with them. Confirm with the riders that they can be airborne within 5 minutes of the go order we want no delays or miscommunication to screw us up this time. And confirm our carriers and battleships are in position make sure the captain receives the targets when we do." The aide salutes and walks out of the tent leaving him alone.
The commander looks out out at the horizon from the gaps in the trees, the sun rising over the sea beyond. How peaceful it all seems now but to think that in a few short hours these same lands, shores, and trees, could be bathed in blood and fire. The commander walks back inside his tent turning his focus to the map on the table and the battle ahead.
The attack only killed 10 soldiers, the rest having found cover or gotten far enough away but the results were gruesome. The commander rose and pulled the girl to her feet with him. He still wasn't sure why he was left alive at the beasts feet while his comrades were killed but he didn't want to find out. Giving the dead men and women the best burial they could the Drakonarian troops continued on surveying the area and trying to figure out where they were and how to get back.
The commander looks at them curiously as they arrive but quickly refocuses
"So you are the team to help us take the Ukrayma enclave then. Good. Anything we should know before we proceed about these rebels? We are ready to commence the attack when you are"
"Yes, we are. I am Julia satania morningstar. The captain of alpha-9. From what we have observed, the rebels have raised a magical barrier around their camp. They can fire at us from the inside, but we can't fire at them from the outside. They can walk out, but not in unless the barrier is down. We have to find a way to either lure them out or take down the magical barrier"
Julia says. Her ears twitches to the sound of birds and people
"What do you know about the magic of this barrier? If it can be taken down by sufficient fire power then it's not a problem we have plenty of that by land air and sea but if there is some trick to this, some reason conventional weapons wouldn't be able to harm it then that's something to know now"
The commanders expression is calculating as if he is sizing up all the possibilities in his head.
"We have something called a reality anchor. It is a advanced device that stabilises an area's Hume level. When used, anyone and anything with magical ability and reality bending ability will have its/their magical ability and reality bending ability temporarily neutralised. It may help with taking down the magical barrier"
Julia says
It was like an endless maze of trees and paths that go to nowhere, but after an hour of searching, the men would find that they haven't moved much from their starting location. They could only explore a few miles within the forest and suddenly reappear back to their starting point like a recurring loop. The only path they haven't followed is a scorched pitch-black path of ground, leading into a grove of a trees with black leaves. Unconsciously in their minds, they agreed that path would the last they would follow.
"Alright that could work. We would need to know the range of it so we can keep the dragons clear but if you can manage to put that in and activate it to get the shield down we should be able to hit them in the time while it is neutralized and by the time it comes back it will be too late. Make what preparations are necessary and radio us when you are activating it."
The Anvil's Talon commander steps back for a second from his ally and radios the rider wing commanders
"Anvil's Talon Actual to all Wind Rider Wing Commanders a machine is about to be used to disable the shield around the base have all dragons stay clear but be ready to fly once the shield is down."
Once he gets off the radio the Anvil's Talon commander turns to the SCP captain. "If you have the time I would show you our strategy while your people are setting up the device." The commander ushers the captain inside
Spread out across the table are battle plans demonstrating the flying patterns of the dragons in the initial assault blue dragons spearheading and white and copper behind, deployments of ships including the carrier from where the dragons launch and the battleships and where they will be to bombard. It also shows the route for the tank assault which is focused on places where there could be heavy resistance and the infantry plans which show them just searching for anything that may be left whether its residual enemy forces, prisoners, or intelligence assets. The infantry deployments show the SCP taking the lead in case there are hidden anomalies that the main assault didn't eliminate."
The commander looks at the plans than appraises the reaction of the captain waiting to see if she will have some suggestion for how to improve it or if she agrees.
The commander calls the troops together and brings them down the scorched path weary of what lies ahead. The tension hangs in the air thickly as the troops grip their weapons and glance nervously around through the scorched brush and forest beyond watching for any sign of trouble.
Right. The captain sends that information to the riders. "Anything else we should know either about our plan or the enemy before we proceed?"
"I doubt the Elybian monarchy shares your assessment but good to know. We are ready when you are" the commander says looking out from the trees at the faintly visible shield shimmering less than a kilometer away.
Julia gives the signal and the reality anchor is activated. Imidietly after the activation, the magical barrier goes down, leaving the enemy confused and panicked
Seeing the shield down the commander radios the riders. They have already seen however and now gliding over the tops of the trees come the dragons. Massive beasts with metal armor plating covering them and sensors atop their backs allowing their riders to guide their movements and avoid enemy fire. The first wave are blue dragons moving fast and straight towards the rebel base. Stealth is of no concern any more and the dragons waste no time once over the base in unleashing their volley bolts of lightning precise in their accuracy hit any weapon emplacements (anti aircraft, machine guns, artillery, magical cannons) in the first volley a long with exposed soldiers like mages on the walls or top of the base before radioing to the ships the coordinates to fire and moving off.
Then the rebels hear a rumble in the distance followed by the explosions of artillery shells and the falling of sea to land missiles as battleships parked off shore deliver their deadly volley. The ground of the rebel base shakes and shrapnel flies everywhere from both the shells themselves and the broken (metal/stone/wood) of the walls.
As the bombardment subsides for a second the rebels can see the next dragons approaching white dragons from one side their aura cooling the air around them as they swoop in and copper from the other their scales glinting in the sunlight.
While drakonaris is attacking the enclave, alpha-9 is busy getting ready to move in. They don't know what or who awaits them, but they know that their sacrifice will not be in vain.
"Alpha-9! We have been given the task of protecting ukrayma, no matter what the cost may be. After the dragon army has completed their attack, we will move in. Unless absolutely necessary, we shall not kill surrendering enemy. If a enemy surrenders, they are to be handed over to drakonaris. May the goddess of elybia give us strength and courage. Glory to elybia! Glory to the Elybian people!"
Too stunned to respond the rebels do nothing as another two wings of Dragons unleash their deadly assault. Spikes of ice impale in the rebel soldiers as ice dragons rain down explosive shards of wintery fury. The armor and weapons are literally melted off the bodies and out of the hands of rebel soldiers as copper dragons spit globs of corrosive acid. They make several passes encouraged by the rebels lack of counter offensive. By the time they fly off back over the sea the camp is in utter ruins with bodies of hell hounds mangled and burned with acid and imps wings torn ragged by shards of ice.
In the distance any rebels who are still alive can hear the rumble of tire treds as tanks make their way through the forest in their slow yet inexorable march to crush the rebel threat.
The commander watching from the camp and receiving reports from the wing commanders as they fly off turns to the Alpha-9 captain
"Looks like their pretty well done in now" the commander says "we might as well move in with the tanks and see what we can find since our friends from the air tell us we are unlikely to meet much resistance"
Julia and the rest of alpha-9 walks into into the ruined camp, shooting anyone who survived. Those who survived at the entrance has had the skin melted off their body, their every bone is broken, and many of them are missing their limbs. After around 2 minutes, alpha-9 arrives at the middle of the camp, suddenly, someone shouts
"I SURRENDER! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! I SURRENDER! I SURRENDER! JUST PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!"
"Alpha-9 actual to anvil's talon actual. We have a surrendering combatant. We can not take them into custody as we need to search for anyone who survived the initial attack. Have one of your men take them into custody or we will be forced to execute them"
Anvil's Talon men are right behind Alpha 9 and the Drakonarian commander orders two of his troops to take the soldiers' weapon and escort him back to camp. They are advised to send him to a medic and then stay there to watch him until the rest of the unit returns and he can be taken to a more permanent detention facility.
Meanwhile the tanks continue to move ahead flanking alpha 9 as they move through the camp. Anvil's Talon follows behind Alpha 9 and the tanks watching for more surrendering combatants and looking for anything useful.
*Julia grabs her walkie talkie and answers*
"Copy that. Rendezvous with the rest of MTF NU-7 and contact me once you have regrouped, over"
They poured into a massive clearing surrounded by large rock formations, in the center it seems to be a jet-black alter, made from smooth ancient obsidian. Etched into them powerful signs of pure magic, the alter clearly draws power from these primordial weirwoods. And with a red eye in the middle of the deer skull, the creature siphoning magic from it. Half-dead carrion numbering in the thirties sit upon a similar black tree just behind the alter, their oversized talons feverishly gripping the branches as they noticed fresh meat coming into the clearing. The creature noticed them and turned its heads towards them, seemingly angered by their presence it sent a wave of psychic energy to Forest Fang. Those who didnt collapse from the painful resonance of noise they experienced inside their minds, had their ears bleeding by the end of it.
Then it began its attack by sending its minion like carrion-eaters after them, while sending sharp roots to impale more of them.
"We are going to regroup back at the main fort with the Elybian defense force and see if they have picked up news of other rebel activity. I hope we have a chance to work together again. We saw your style and you do good work Alpha 9" the Anvil's Talon commander says.
The Drakonarian strike force by land comes back to the fort while the naval forces remain offshore with the dragon riders aboard waiting to see if they will be needed for whatever comes next.
When Anvil's Talon and the rest of the strike force are approaching the fort they radio the Elybian Wrath commander within.
"Anvil's Talon actual to Elybian Wrath actual whats your status? We destroyed the rebels and are now returning to check in with your situation here. Have you heard anything about more rebels so far?"
"From the intelligence report you sent us it doesn't sound to bad but we will be there to help anyway. I saw the plan you sent and it looks good. We are still hoping that some rebels take the amnesty that is going out though its an awful shame to have to keep killing them all even if we can" The commander says "Anyway we will be there Elybian wrath see you then."
The commander turns the units around and heads towards Èlfýma.
A formal diplomatic message is sent to the foreign ministry in Tinbya Sierjan bearing the seal of Drakonaris.
Esteemed colleagues in the Commonwealth of Tinbya Sierjan we are pleased to return to you the final copy of the treaty now approved by both our governments and ready for ratification. Please find the text of the treaty enclosed below. With your permission our Premier as well as several of our top diplomatic officials would like to be present for the formal ratification ceremony in your capital. We look forward to a formal invitation shortly and hope that the signing of this treaty will be a moment that brings our two nations closer together as you join the world stage.
Here enclosed is a final draft of the DSEA Aid Treaty and Trade Agreement
The Democratic Republic of Drakonaris and the Commonwealth of Tinbya Sierjan desirous of promoting good relations and an exchange of resources and support to the mutual benefit of both parties hereby conclude the following agreement.
I. The Drakonaris shall extend development loans to Tinbya Sierjan to the amount of 250,000,000 Drakes with a 5% interest rate compounded yearly and the treasury and all assets of the Tinbya Sierjan government acting as collateral.
II. Tinbya Sierjan shall transfer ownership and all mining rights forthwith for the northeastern coastal and southeastern mountain gold mines to Drakonaris in perpetuity.
III. With all reasonable expediency Drakonaris shall make available for purchase such quantities of farming equipment, transportation (land and sea based), construction equipment, and other infrastructure products as Tinbya Sierjan shall require and they shall be sold at 75% of current international market price.
IV. All financial transactions outlined in this agreement shall take place in Drakes which for the purposes of this agreement shall be worth 2.5 Dabhat.
V. The purchased supplies shall be delivered by means of Drakonarian cargo ships which shall be permitted up to 2 lightly armed patrol ships as guards.
VI. To ensure the protection of Drakonarian assets within Tinbya Sierjan a small guard force up to 100 soldiers shall be permitted carrying only personal arms.
VII. This treaty shall go into effect as soon as it is signed and all elements without a stipulated time limit shall remain in force for 10 years and may be renewed for an additional 10 years with the consent of both parties. This 10 year time limit shall also constitute the time by which Drakonarian loans must be repaided or refinanced and such refinance can only occur with the consent of both parties.
From the capital, goldia is giving a speech
"Alarkian soldiers. I know that you have suffered for millions of years due to the cast system. Even though it was my father who put you at the bottom of the cast system, I am also to blame for not abolishing the cast system much earlier, and for that, I sincerely apologise. I know you are angry at me,, but that doesn't mean that the elybian people must suffer. The ones you are fighting for are using you.. Once you are no longer of use.. they will throw you away... that is why I am offering you a chance to start a new. A chance to start a new life as free citizens of elybia without having to worry about being beaten, tortured and kill. Any Alarkian soldier and soldier of hell that surrenders within 12 hours after this message will be fully pardoned for any actions committed during the conflict. You can start a new, you can live a normal life. Please... I beg of you to consider my offer.."
Surrounding the fort from the other side are Drakonarian tanks and Anvil's Talon infantry troops. Flying above with the planes the dragons come. Hovering in the air above the fort black and red dragons banner waving high the Drakonarian wing commander shouts down to the rebels below. "This is your chance to surrender. You heard Queen Goldia's offer amnesty for you all if you cease hostilities. I advise that you take that offer because should you refuse you can see the hellish fury that we will bring down upon you. Bombs and missiles, acid and lightning, tanks and soldiers, all this and more will come down upon you should you defy us."
The commander waits in silence for the rebels response the riders behind him and the planes circling around prepared to attack should a surrender not come.
"We want to surrender, but our families are used as a hostage to force us to fight..."
It is a peaceful night in the GMR capital, buildings are closed and dark, animals are quiet, governmental buildings are being guarded by tired soldiers. Everything is quiet and peaceful.
Near Jesrurix and Drakonaris embassies a small group of unknown masked men are walking, holding Molotov cocktails and illegally acquired firearms. The night goes from quiet too loud as shots ring out at the embassies and the smoke from a fire is also seen rising. The Jesurix and Drakonaris governments are notified immediately and multiple special forces and counter terrorism units are dispatched to the embassies. The city is locked down and the military declares martial law in the cities and monitored movement outside of cities until the situation is under control by the military and Council.
As soon as the shooting starts the Drakonarian Embassy is locked down and Drakonarian guard units within the embassy are placed on high alert. According to reports sent to the capital from inside the embassy the guards were successful in dispatching those who got inside but the situation outside remains unclear. We have heard reports of only minor injuries, a bullet which grazed one of the embassy staff from a shot that went through a window and several other small injuries from broken glass it is still possible there are further injuries but these were the only ones that could be confirmed at this time. Further reports have been delayed by a complete shut down of power within the embassy and we know no more for now. The Drakonarian People's Commissariat for Foreign Affairs continues to observe the situation closely and awaits reports from the GMR government regarding further details of the situation.
"Well then your families will be rescued. You may remain in your fort until then to give the appearance of continuing to fight but no attacks must come against any Drakonarian or foundation troops and once your families are secured you must surrender. Is that acceptable? We also need to know where your families are so anyone who has information on that make it known now" The commander says continuing to hover low enough they can hear him and he can hear them.
A joint internationale special committee was created, the highest law enforcement officials from each country was called to join. On the ground, The Ministry of the Interior authorized the deployment of two hundred heavy "special agents" to surround the embassy and prepare to siege the complexes. The anercian embassy in the particular is quite sparse and employs a skeleton crew staff to run it, no actually valuable information or documents exist there, all anercian embassies essentially function like this to prevent data leaks even within allied countries.
Assembled with Dot's Region Saver.
Written by Refuge Isle.